Uncle Mason.

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MAYA: The pitty-patter of the rain did nothing to calm my raging nerves. Usually, I would sit close to the rain so I could listen to it. So I could feel the tiny drizzle spray on my skin like a shimmery mist and dry off. It used to feel calming but right now, it did nothing but annoy me. I'd been in a brooding mood since I returned from the party last night. After I put Christopher to bed, I silently excused Ethan out of my house. He'd sent a few texts to apologize but I had dutifully ignored them as I was too bothered thinking of other things. Christopher had woken up very early this morning and after cleaning him up, I had him eat a good meal before he drank his medications. And even after he had taken them, he was still very active. He fought against sleeping and instead, chose to

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